Yes, folks, it’s that time of year again, and I’m taking one for the team as it’s Sandie’s birthday.  It’s the law, I have to be nice to her all day, and boy it’s long.

This year it started on Friday, when Joan insisted on taking us to The Bell for lunch.And here is Joan, eyes too big for her tummy, not managing to finish her treacle tart (small portion please, with cream).  To be fair she did polish it off after a digestive pause.